New_York_City_Girls
Book by N, Y and C
Because we felt like the Fates.
"I want the girl in the middle." Hades pointed to the girl that was sitting between the other two from the photo. "You know, the blonde one?"
"Yes I have eyes, Hades." Poseidon nudged him. "Is she the oldest one?"
"No, the brunette is the oldest - the one to her right," Hades said. "In fact, the girl in the middle is the youngest."
"So, I hear you want-"
"Yes I want Lumina."
"So that's her name...," Poseidon pondered. "You do know it means light, right?"
"I am aware." He smiled faintly.
Poseidon watched his brother thoughtfully. He pointed at the girl sitting to the right of Lumina. "How about the caramel haired one?"
"Delfini," Hades said.
Poseidon looked at Hades. He knew - hell, Hades knew - what it meant.
"Beauties, don't you think?" Hades offered.
"Very."
"And the black haired belle is Eleuthera." He pointed to the girl sitting to the left of Lumina.
"Ahh, young, wild and free."